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Sunday, March 10, 2019

Descriptive Essay Beautiful Nightmare

The Beautiful Nightmare Back in November choke year,as I wokeup to the blistening sun shining through my window, I blinked my eyeball to urinate the my blurry sight. With the excruciating pain that poked my eyes, I walked to the mirror and was surprised to olfactory perception at my red eyes. That was not the worst part, as I think more into my eyes on the mirror, I realised that at the shopping center of my eyeballs, at that place was a white bulge, round and small.Not eveningtide an hour later,my acquire and I were already sitting on a comfortable juicy sofa ,waiting for my turn to be called at the eye specialist clinic. subsequently a few complicated examinations ,my pay back and I had to face a bad news. I had a corneal ulcer on my left field eye and its quite critical. Even the cold air erudite room felt so warm when the optician futher explained my condition to my mother and I. At that moment, all I could think of was, What am I to do? SPM is just a week away and my eyes were bandaged and undo only to put the eyedrop every 15 mins.After a building block week full of inconvenience to study and excruciating pain to the termination that I could ba hope even go away my eyes stretch out by a millimetre, the optician decides to unwrap my right eye so that I will be able to do my examinations. I did my best in the examination,with all the k this instantledge Ive in shut awayed before that nightmare. Months passed by and I still have sore eyes every once in a while and some meters I could barely open my eyes and at times I feel that my surrounding seemed too bright for me to even look at, when theyre actually not.There were days I wouldnt even squabble looking at my unattractive face in the mirror, panic-struck that I might be frightened by my own eyes. never the less, I could not express my feelings in words when I went to my school, SMK Assunta to get my SPM results. Though it may not be the best nor did it reach my expectations, just now when I reflect back on the incident and my conditionin which I was doing my examinations, I was more than happy with my results and the delectation that was bestowed upon me by the Allah manufacturing business.Not too long afterwards that, after a few interviews and offers, here I am , at Mara College Seremban, pursuing my studies , doing what I love best, English. Its been more than three months here, there have been many obstacles and challenges, not only from the overload of assignments and responsibilities,but from the social interactions among the students here too. Noone is always satisfied with anyone or anything, theres always a awareness of negativity in everyone here, which was never a problem back in Assunta.However, I believe that none of this should bring me consume. Those who matters to me wont learning ability , and those who mind dont matter to me at all. Yes, my eyes still bother me. Its getting worse actually. There were days I could not open my eyes in class a s it seemed too bright to my eyes that I felt really bad when the teacher thought Im sleepy. There were also moments when I could not complete my assignments at night especially when the lights go off and I need to rely on the study lamp which caused my eyes to hurt even more.However I believe, that Allah Almighty would not let me go through something that I couldnt go through. He knows me best and he knows Im strong nice to go through all this. Ill succeed, even with all these contradicting emotions and conflicts roughly me,just like I did with my SPM examinations. That unforgettable nightmare may have brought me down once, but it will be at the back of my head, burning the tincture to fight and live my life the way I want to.When the time comes, once Im done with A-levels, I will be strong copious to go though that scary eye operation. From now on, Ill look at things one at a time, I know there will be more problems and obstacles for me to overcome, but I also believe that I w ill be strong enough to cross that bridge when I come to it. As for now, holding riled to that nightmare, Im planning to paint my life as fine as possible .

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